Blanche: Now, who in hell was that?
Dorothy: Another one of Rose's new friends.
Blanche: Friends? They're more like animals. All they do is party and carry on all hours of the night. I am abhorred.
Sophia: We know what you are, Blanche. I'm glad to hear you finally admit it.
Blanche: Sophia, I said abhorred.
Sophia: A whore, a slut, a tramp, it's all the same.
Dorothy: Ma, we're talking about Rose.
Sophia: Yeah, lately she's been a whore, too.